One-to-Ten Odds

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

Today was the day Su Mo and Wei Liang were to duel.

At this moment, Linyang City's central square was packed shoulder to shoulder with no fewer than several thousand people. The crowd roared with excitement, and discussions rose without end.

"I never expected a duel between two young disciples to draw so many spectators!"

"Exactly! The Wei family Patriarch and elders are all here. Even quite a few people from the City Lord's Mansion came to watch."

"The Su family has sent plenty of people too! The Su Family Patriarch and Great Elder are both here!"

"Who do you think will win today's life-and-death battle?"

"Is that even a question? It will definitely be Wei Liang!"

"Not necessarily! I heard Su Mo wasn't weak either. A few days ago, he even taught the Young City Lord a lesson!"

"Even so, Su Mo can't possibly be Wei Liang's match. I heard Wei Liang's cultivation had already reached the peak of the Sixth Tier of Qi Cultivation."

"..."

A simple viewing platform had been erected in Linyang City's square.

On the left side of the platform was the Wei family's camp. Wei family Patriarch Wei Wankong sat in the center, with several Wei family elders beside him and a group of Wei family's younger generation disciples behind him. Wei Liang was among them.

On the right side of the platform was the Su family's camp. Su Hong, the Great Elder, and several other elders had all come as well.

Su Heng and the other Su family disciples stood behind their Lineage elders.

Besides the Wei and Su families, the platform also held many prominent figures from Linyang City. They had all been invited by the Wei family.

The Wei family wanted everyone to see how their disciple would slaughter the Su family's young master.

"Su Hong, why hasn't your son arrived yet? Don't tell me he's afraid?"

Seeing that Su Mo had yet to arrive, Wei Wankong glanced at Su Hong and mocked him.

"Hmph! Don't worry. Since my son dared accept the challenge, he will naturally come!"

Su Hong snorted coldly.

Wei Wankong sneered inwardly. Keep being smug while you can! Once your son is dead, let's see how you keep that smug look on your face.

"Su Mo is here!"

Just then, cries rose from outside the square.

The crowd automatically parted, and a young man and woman entered the square.

The young man carried a sword on his back, his features refined and handsome. The young woman was beautiful as an immortal, drawing every eye.

They were Su Mo and Xi'er.

Everyone could not help but praise them inwardly. What a perfect pair of golden boy and jade maiden.

Unfortunately, the young man was about to die.

Su Mo led Xi'er straight onto the platform and came before Su Hong.

"Father."

Su Mo bowed to Su Hong.

"Mm. Mo'er, I look forward to your performance."

Su Hong nodded.

"Since you're here, Su Mo, don't waste any more time!"

Wei Wankong looked at Su Mo with a cold smile. He then rose to his feet, swept his gaze over the surroundings, and shouted, "Everyone, today, Wei Liang of my Wei family and Su Mo of the Su family will fight a life-and-death battle. Both sides entered it of their own free will. Let fate decide life and death. Afterward, neither family may pursue responsibility. I ask you all to bear witness."

"Let fate decide life and death!"

"Let fate decide life and death!"

The surrounding crowd immediately grew excited and shouted loudly.

Wei Wankong's face was full of smiles. He said those words because he believed Su Mo was undoubtedly going to die today.

But if Su Mo died and Su Hong went mad, throwing caution to the winds and starting a war with the Wei family, things would be difficult to settle.

Now that the matter had been made clear before countless people in Linyang City, Su Hong would have nothing to say once Su Mo died.

"Fine, then let it begin!"

Wei Wankong sat back down and nodded to Wei Liang behind him.

With a long spear in hand, Wei Liang took one step forward and flew down into the center of the square.

"Su Mo, come over and accept your death!"

Wei Liang wore an arrogant expression as he pointed his long spear at Su Mo, killing intent laid bare.

Su Mo glanced at him, then turned to Xi'er beside him. "Xi'er, stand beside Father."

After saying that, Su Mo was about to enter the arena when he suddenly found Xi'er clutching his clothes.

"Brother Su Mo!"

Xi'er tightly gripped the corner of Su Mo's robe, her face full of worry.

"Xi'er, don't worry. I'll be fine."

Su Mo patted Xi'er's hand reassuringly.

Just then, a shout suddenly came from outside the square.

"Purple Gold Pavilion has opened the betting! Wei Liang to win, one-to-one odds! Su Mo to win, one-to-ten odds! Place your bets!"

The moment they heard Purple Gold Pavilion had opened betting, many people hurried over to place their wagers.

Nearly ninety-nine percent of those betting placed their money on Wei Liang.

Su Mo was speechless. Damn it, does Purple Gold Pavilion really think so little of me? One-to-ten odds!

"Patriarch, we should go have some fun too!"

At that moment, the Great Elder and several other elders spoke up, their eyes filled with mockery.

Immediately afterward, Great Elder Su Yue, Fourth Elder Su Tai, and the others rose one after another. Every one of them placed a heavy wager.

Yet although they were members of the Su family, all their bets were on Wei Liang's victory. It was truly ironic.

A few people nearby who had still been hesitating saw that even the Su family's Great Elder and the others had bet on Wei Liang, and immediately made up their minds.

Purple Gold Pavilion is going to make a killing today!

Su Mo thought of Luo Huan's alluring figure.

With so many people betting on Wei Liang today, if he won, Purple Gold Pavilion would earn until its bowls and basins overflowed.

"Father, you should place a bet too. Money that can be earned is wasted if left unearned!"

With one-to-ten odds on himself, even a bet of one thousand taels of gold would return ten thousand taels. Such a good opportunity could not be missed.

"Hehe, fine. Then I'll bet two thousand taels of gold!"

Su Hong smiled and placed a two-thousand-tael gold bet on Su Mo's victory.

"Haha! Since Su Family Patriarch has such refined interest, my Wei family will naturally keep him company."

Wei Wankong laughed loudly and led the Wei family members to place heavy wagers as well.

The outcome of this battle was obvious at a glance. With money so easy to earn, the Wei family members could not help but sigh in delight.

After everyone had placed their bets, Su Mo flashed into motion and flew into the arena, standing ten meters away from Wei Liang.

The battle was about to begin!

Everyone around them stared unblinkingly at the arena.

"Su Mo, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death."

Wei Liang sneered, not taking Su Mo seriously at all.

"Is that so? Wei Liang, I advise you to use all your strength in today's battle. Otherwise, you won't even be qualified to make me get serious."

Su Mo smiled faintly.

"Arrogant!"

Wei Liang shouted furiously, then said in a chilling voice, "I hope you won't kneel and beg for mercy later. But even if you do kneel and beg, I won't spare you."

"Are you done with your nonsense? If you are, then hurry up and fight. After killing you, I still have things to do."

Su Mo spoke disdainfully, his expression relaxed.

"You really don't know the difference between life and death!"

Wei Liang was enraged. His aura immediately erupted wildly, forming a fierce gale that swept in every direction.

Among the watching crowd, Su Yu stood intimately beside Liu Yushan as they watched the two people confronting each other in the arena.

"Yushan, I told you not to come watch, but you insisted. What is there to see in such a battle with no suspense?"

Su Yu shrugged and spoke without interest.

"His talent may be poor, and he may be completely unworthy of me, but he is still my cousin. He treated me very well when we were young. Since he is fighting someone in a life-and-death battle, I still wanted to come and watch."

Liu Yushan sighed softly.

In truth, she still had some feelings for Su Mo. But before martial cultivation, those feelings were not worth mentioning, and she discarded them without hesitation.

"Wei Liang is at the Sixth Tier of Qi Cultivation. Even if I faced him, I might not necessarily win, much less Su Mo!"

Su Yu curled his lip and said with certainty, "I don't know why Su Mo's strength has increased so much lately, but he is at most at the Qi Cultivation Fourth Level. He'll probably be killed in one move...!"

Before Su Yu could finish speaking, his expression suddenly froze.

Because in the arena, Su Mo had also completely released his aura. The aura of the Fifth Tier of Qi Cultivation burst forth without restraint.

"Even at the Fifth Tier of Qi Cultivation, he will still lose."

Su Yu spoke disdainfully, though his expression had become rather ugly.

He possessed a Human Grade Fifth Tier Martial Soul and was the Su family's number one genius. During this period, he had received a great deal of the family's resources, and his cultivation had soared repeatedly. Even so, he had only just broken through to the Sixth Tier of Qi Cultivation.

Yet Su Mo, with his trash Human Grade First Tier Martial Soul, had actually reached the Fifth Tier of Qi Cultivation.

How had he cultivated?

Su Yu could not understand it.